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January 16, 2006

There Are No Words

The West Virginia mining disaster (A Swill Salute to Florida Cracker) has something to do with homosexuals burning in Hell. In my limited imaginative capacity, I really have a problem making a connection. Perhaps you do, too. (God, I hope so.)

So we're all clear on the dogma behind this hatefulness: this is what Jesus would do...how? I thought we were taught he loves us all? I musta read a different book. But I know for a fact I had better manners than that drilled into me, regardless of religious leanings.

Just because you're doing something in the name of the Lord doesn't make it "Christian". Or "right". Sometimes it just makes you an ignorant a$$hole.

Posted by tree hugging sister at January 16, 2006 10:44 PM

Comments

Linky?

Posted by: Donnah at January 16, 2006 11:20 PM

Fixed?

Fixed!

Gracias, gracious Donnah!

Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 16, 2006 11:25 PM

Thanks.

They're a cult, off doing their own thing, and making money from lawsuits.

Posted by: Donnah at January 16, 2006 11:47 PM

Good Lord, what morons.

Posted by: Crusader at January 17, 2006 08:19 AM

They're why God invented napalm.

Posted by: Ken Summers at January 17, 2006 08:59 AM

They're a cult

Makes Tom Cruise's bunch look pretty benign by comparison.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 17, 2006 10:24 AM

I'm not going to speak for the Big Guy, but my observation from below is that smiting 12 guys in a mine shaft is an inefficient use of His power.

Now, if twelve guys were just walking down the street and they turned into hunks of salt? Either Star Trek just became real or God has acted. (Come to think of it, the first would also be evidence of the second.)

Posted by: Nightfly at January 17, 2006 10:33 AM